You can just about survive
anything so long as you
pack your faithfull
jar of VEGEMITE.
It's amazing how it
can turn a crappy
day around.
This was one of the
two days that was ok.
Camped by the
Rio de la Plata,
60kms away from the
city of La Plata.
This was as far
south as we made it.
I woke on the Sunday morning to the sound of people kicking
a ball around, close to the tent.
Imagine my surprise when i opened the tent flap and discovered around 100 people had arrived with their kids and eskys and chairs and BBQ's and set up for the balmy day. Too funny.
Bleary eyed and busting for a pee, i had to pretend i was casually going for a morning swim. Even though the tide was out and deep water was miles away.
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